Fear claws up my throat
I can't take this anymore
Tears are streaming down my face
I can feel his hands touching me
Running down my body
I'm screaming loudly but no one hears
The shock of his fist connecting with my jaw, shocking me into silence
A few minutes fly by
Now he's having his evil ways
I start my screaming again
He's finished now
And I look into my father's cold eyes
He smiles evilly at me
After a moment I'm able to look away and that as my mistake
Now he's beating me.
Kicking
Stomping
Punching me
And I can't protect my little fragile body
He's laughing now
Like a maniac
Or perhaps a mad scientist
I snap back to reality
Back to the world where I'm in my class
Staring out the window
Flashbacks
I hate them
I feel another one coming and I try not to let it get to me.
I'm in my room now
My 15 year old brother walks in
Starts screaming at me for no apparent reason
He's on top of me now
Hitting me
Punching me
I can feel the pain all over again
Fear etched into my face
The pure anger on his
I'm in the classroom again
Got to keep myself together
Can't let anyone know
Flashbacks
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Author:
Cynthia Whittaker (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 26th, 2018 18:41
- Comment from author about the poem: This is how my life goes a lot the time.
- Category: Sad
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Comments3
hi cynthia , i am so sorry you have to experience this , you expressed this very well ..
such a cruel world, in which we live..
nobody should have to experience such cruelty from their own family
well others have it much worse
Thank you for sharing such an intimate poem
you're welcome
Even though no one should ever have to endure flashbacks, especially from their own family. Very well written. Thanks for sharing!
Thank you and you're very welcome. It seems putting my pain in writing, one: helps me cope and two: people seem to enjoy it.
Well some people can relate and don't feel so alone.
yea
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